Stringed

Chapter 5: Turning Tables

By some bloody 'miracle'. It turns out that Eric belongs to my class.

Great, just great. How lucky could I get?

He wanted to sit beside me but I growled at him and so he sat in front while I stay at the back of the class.

It was literature period, Ms. Maxwell asked us to make poems and recite it in class.

Ugh.

Eric cleared his throat, "This poem is dedicated to a special someone," it was already his turn. He started talking and it seems that he had caught everyone's attention.

Except for me, I didn't listen at all so I didn't know why everyone clapped and cheered when he finished.

"Who's the lucky girl Eric?" a random classmate asked.

"I'm the lucky one," he giggled.

Everyone went in awe.

"So who is it?" someone pressed on.

"Its Kate!" he said with a big smile in his face.

No crap sherlock?

I heard gasps and giggles in the room.

"Ow!" I hit him directly on the face with my pencil case.

"Oops, my hand slipped," I said in a mean manner and grinned.

"Slipped?! She's at the back!" one said.

"Bull's eye!" one added.

"The perfect match," someone teased.

Everyone in class went wild including our teacher.

What the heck?!

"Go Eric! We're rooting for you!"

You people are insane!

"Finally! Kate's met her match!"

Say what?!

"Okay class, settle down," our teacher chuckled, "Miss Sherlin might feel uncomfortable," I can sense this woman finds the situation amusing.

Well I don't.

Great, Eric Sanders have totally turned the tables.

As to be expected the day passed in a rough manner.

Eric kept bugging me wherever I went.

He's like a little puppy, though he's not at least one percent cute at all.

He even volunteered carrying all the paperwork. In the end he ended up stumbling on the stairs and I stacked the papers all over again.

There was another moment when I was reaching for a vase then he volunteered but he ended up falling and bringing the whole cabinet with him.

What surprises me is the fact that he's still alive!

Eric just pisses me off. But I can't do anything to get rid of him.

Not yet when I don't have much information with me.

And with him around I can hardly do my plays.

The moment I waited finally came! Thank God its dismissal!

I headed out to the school gates, "Katie! Wait up!" until some freak called up to me.

Crap. I'll pretend I didn't hear anything.

I kept walking. Then I felt a hand on my shoulder.

Dang. He caught up, how fast does he walk?!

"Ne, did you hear me?" he pouted at me.

"Yeah," I retorted, "But I don't like you so shoo!" I said and he pouted more.

Then he took my hand which I immediately smacked away. He just giggled.

Is he an alien or something?

"I'll walk you home," he wore a big smile, just like a dog.

I couldn't do anything. Even if I resisted he'll just keep on insisting.

So I ended up walking home with this freak.

I gave off a deep sigh. Why on earth am I in this situation?

Is this karma? If it is, I guess its just overdoing it.

"What's the problem Katie?" he asked innocently.

I glared at him, "YOU! And don't you call me that! My name's Kate Sherlin! Not Katie!" I said angrily.

He blinked and giggled, "Oh, hoho, but its cute!"

I sighed deeply again. Its so hard to put up with this guy!

"This is my stop," I said as I reached my house.

His face lit up, it means something VERY bad when he does that.

"We're neighbors!" he cheered.

Then he started jumping in glee, "Bravo! Monami! Yahoo! Monami!"

As I've predicted.

And what the heck is he saying?!

Like the heck? Am I cursed?!

How could I have ended up in this fuzzy situation?